co-written with Amy (Elegant Kiss)




whispers and whimpers.
like old love songs on vinyl.
every emotion.
is filled with cracks.

My own,
I think you are my constant,
the cruelest good,
But I am weary,
and would love you if only I could
for the woman that loved
died long ago

breaking verses like hearts on saturday nights.
with knives of diamond and lint.
.and oh how we've spent ourselves a web.
and now I'm stuck. sucking words of hollow wisdom.
lips singing of stars- struck by strings of.
who.we.aren't.
and I'm burnt out on chasing silent dreams
and shadows of plaster-cast emotions.
because this mirror.d love-scape is broken.
we're lonely.

Come to me in a soft eyed sleep,
Lull me with your song
Beloved,
put your ever voiceless rhyme on my forehead,
In sweet notes crowned with a kiss
like melodies that idle raindrops
tap dimly on window panes.
In the sweetest rain
heavily on this little heart

my arms are sore, love.
and I want to wrap you in my heartscripts.
but I can't grip you with broken hands.
and my wrists are bleeding from singing
love into your ears.

Oh, follow me
come and follow
and follow.
But wait my heart, let our hearts break into caged tears
just this once, and then ever more.

kiss me. with your tongue of truth.
I'd love to listen to the stars scream in symphony
and break down with the collapsing of the skies.
for this scene is breathtaking.
mend me with meloncholy. enchantress.

Kiss me before the bloom of your rose is the fearful green of my leaf
And then,
Our sweetest when
when the stars bend down to hear until
before rest when we count the holes they leave


we're resting. in beautiful.
peace.